Freedom Express

When I am lost in my brain,
I sob for an exit or a chance
And for all those who say I am insane.
I lay here, drowning in the mind dance,
For all my buried fears become alive,
And moan for soothing silence, my home,
And forget the friends who will never arrive.
The horrifying feeling of being heartbroken like a comb,
Then I mourn for the sorrow never solved,
All of the bones of youngsters broken,
Crying here wishing for my past to be dissolved.
No friend am I who does not listen to those who have spoken.
I hear music and I am yanked out of my deathly dream
All woes disappear for I have a loving, lyrics team.